Juvenile Medical God

If Ji Mo Ding Tian simply kills the elders of the Tianhu clan, or even devours vital energy and blood, but the elders of the Tianhu clan know that death is right For them, it is a kind of easy relief. Once it falls into the hands of Mo Dingtian, it is simply better than death!

These old ghosts of the Tianhu family can be regarded as a lot of age, but compared with the magic of Dingtian, it is too tender. After all, the magic of Dingtian is an old demon who has become famous before countless years. Many monks haven't even heard of his name, but the more famous this kind of old demon is, the more horrible his cultivation practices are, and the more terrible means are, even they haven't even thought about them.

Moreover, these old ghosts of the Tianhu family knew that they had fallen into the hands of Qimo Dingtian, and there was no chance of escape.This soul-relieving tripod is now like a body of the magic devil Dingtian. Several old ghosts of the Tianhu family can not only control the soul-relieving tripod, but will be used by Dingtian to suppress them, so there is no escape at all. opportunity.

Perhaps, there are still opportunities, the only opportunity is the blood demon Kunpeng!

At this time, Qin Lang heard Qi Mo Dingtian's words, and said with a smile: "It's really interesting. I didn't think that this old soul demon still hides an old devil like you. This is really good!"

"What's so good?" Qi Mo Dingtian's voice sounded again.

"You are here, great!" Qin Lang laughed. "Originally, I thought it was a bit boring to fight with the old ghosts of the Tianhu clan, but now it's really interesting to see an artifact coming out. What's more, As soon as you come out, these old ghosts of the Tianhu family immediately turn to me, which is naturally very good! "

Of course, Qin Lang is telling the truth, killing these old ghosts and devouring their cultivation into vitality is of course not bad, but since these old ghosts want to trust him, of course Qin Lang does not mind, after all, in this Divine Beast World, Qin Lang himself The forces are still relatively thin.Although Feng Canxue has established a wonderful relationship with Qin Lang, she is after all the head of the Phoenix family. Certainly, the interests of the Phoenix family must be taken first, so Qin Lang cultivates some of his own forces. Of course there are necessary.

"Oh? In that way, do you think it is necessary to suppress this seat?" Qi Mo Dingtian's tone seemed very disdainful. "A rising star of the animal world, it is naive to think that it can be compared with this seat. You are simply I do n’t know what to do. "

"Uh ... if you don't plan to show up, then I will ignore you directly." Qin Lang seems not prepared to ignore this instrument, but instead said to the old ghosts of several Tianhu clan, "Since you are ready Take refuge in me, then enter my artifact. Otherwise, if I fight with this guy Dingtian for a while, I can't take care of you. "

Qin Lang is to let several old ghosts make a choice first.Otherwise, when these old ghosts fight against the water when he is fighting Dingtian, it will cause some trouble to Qin Lang, which Qin Lang does not want to see.In addition, don't these old ghosts want to trust him, of course, to try their sincerity.Therefore, Qin Lang urged the Temple of Undead, and invited the old ghosts of the Tianhu family to enter it.

"Fuck, at this point, we can only believe you, I hope you can defeat the magic weapon. Otherwise, our ending will be very miserable!" One of the old ghosts of the Tianhu family said to Qin Lang, he could hear This old ghost was very afraid of Qi Mo Ding Tian, ​​and would rather be imprisoned directly by Qin Lang in the artifact, let Qin Lang handle it, and would not want to be suppressed by Qi Mo Ding Tian.Perhaps, they all knew that once they fell into the hands of Qi Mo Ding Tian, ​​they would dare not imagine the end.

"How can you get away with the fat!" The voice of Qi Mo Ding Tian sounded again, and then a huge palm flew out of the depths of the world, and went directly to Qin Lang's Temple of Undead. It is to prevent the old ghosts of these Tianhu clan from entering the Temple of Undead.

"It's too late to shoot at this time." Qin Lang sneered, knowing that Ding Tian is so big, it's still too late to shoot.If it is Qin Lang, he will not waste time in vain, and once such an opportunity exists, he will inevitably suppress these old ghosts as soon as possible.Of course, since Qimo Dingtian likes to pretend to force, Qin Lang naturally likes it too.

Bang!~

Qin Lang slashed past with a palm knife and chopped directly to the big hand of Qi Dingtian.Although the palm of Qin Lang is not very large, it is as heavy as a mountain, and he is a big hand that blocks the magic of the device. Several old ghosts of the Tianhu family quickly rushed into the temple of the undead, which is simply inescapable. .

"Humph! ~"

Qi Mo Dingtian snorted coldly, closed his palms, and then his body burst out of a smoke, appeared in front of Qin Lang, no longer say anything, and directly punched Qin Lang.

Qin Lang did not answer, also punched out.

Punt!~

Just when Qin Lang's fist was about to hit the magic device Dingtian, his fist was empty, as if only hitting a cloud of smoke.

At the next moment, another bit of smoke exploded behind Qin Lang, and the appearance of Qi Mo Dingtian appeared again, hitting Qin Lang's back with incredible speed and strength, and flew Qin Lang's body at once.

Bang!~

The power of this punch is naturally terrifying. It seems that Dingtian's punch is to penetrate Qin Lang's back.

However, although Qin Lang was blown away by Ding Tianyi, he was not injured. Instead, he said: "You have a good attack time, but unfortunately your strength is too weak."

"I don't know life or death!" Ding Tian snorted coldly, turned into a smog, and suddenly appeared behind Qin Lang again, punching Qin Lang again.

boom!~

This time, Dingtian's fist did not hit Qin Lang's back, but Qin Lang's palm. Qin Lang even grabbed Dingtian's fist between the sparks.

"It's fast!" Dingtian couldn't help but sigh. As an instrumental demon, Dingtian has no physical body, or no body of flesh and blood, so the speed can exceed the body skills of many race monks in the Divine Beast Realm. The old ghosts know more or less, so they dare not fight Dingtian at all.However, he did not want Qin Lang to be caught up with Dingtian after he was hit once.

"Look how long you can support!" Ding Tian sneered and thought moved, and suddenly the formation of this soul-drenching tripod was completely mobilized by him, and all the power began to fall on Qin Lang.

After all, this is the soul-killing tripod, and the instrumental warrior as the magical warrior, and it has been lurking in it for millions of years. Naturally, it is extremely well-prepared, and it is his absolute home.These old ghosts of the Tianhu family know this, so knowing that they want to defeat Dingtian, they have no grasp at all. They are like Dingtian's "food".